<h4>Chapter 603 - Six Hundred And Three: Does Pedro Know</h4>


    The third point of view:


    Life was the same; eat, grow, get married, birth a newer generation,?and die. Humans engaged in the same endless cycle and Isabe was about to be one of them.


    The click-ck of heels disturbed her from her train of thoughts. Isabe lifted her eyes, her gazezily resting on Anabelle who strode over to her in ridiculously high heels.


    "Hey!" Isabe asked, "Are you a giraffe?" how could her stupid cousin wear such high heels when she was naturally tall.


    Anabelle stopped midway upon hearing that statement. She turned left and then, right before pointing to her chest, "Are you talking to me?" she asked.


    Isabe rolled her eyes, "Then am I speaking to your shadow?"


    Anabelle tilted her head in contemtion, "Then if you''re talking to no else but me, does that mean you just called me a giraffe?" it finally made sense to her.


    "Tsk Tsk," Isabe clicked her tongue, "You''re still as dumb as ever," People change, but that wasn''t applicable in Anabelle''s case.


    "Hey!" Anabelle was offended, "I''m not dumb!" She red at her, annoyed.


    But Isabe didn''t reply to her, instead, she gave her that sympathetic look that annoyed her the most.


    "Hey! I''m a top star! Top star!" Anabelle proimed it as if she wanted it embedded in Isabe''s head, "Have you ever seen a dumb top star?" she asked, challengingly.


    "I''m staring at one right now,"?Isabe retorted with a straight face.


    Anabelle''s jaw dropped to the ground. However, she quicklyposed herself, saying, "You called over a busy person to insult her?"


    "Busy?" Isabe snorted derisively, "I know you took a day off,"


    Anabelle, who was prepared to leave thanks to Isabe''s sharp tongue, turned around at once with a force that almost snapped her neck.


    "You''ve been following me?" She couldn''t believe it. Isabe was following her? Why? This was too hard to believe.


    Isabe gave her a stupid look, "Am I crazy? Why would I spend my valuable time following you? Do I look like a stalker?"


    "Who knows?" Anabelle mumbled under her breath, "You did follow Pedro during his first year at university,"


    But Isabe heard that and her re increased, Anabelle gulped, taking a step back. Even after so many years, Izzy''s murderous intent had not lessened one bit.


    "I''m just saying..." Anabelle scratched the back of her head awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with her. She shivered, Isabe scares her.


    "I didn''t tell anyone I wasing home," she bit on her lips nervously, "H-how did you find out then?"


    "Stupid," Isabe shook her head, wondering for the umpteenth time how this moron ended up being her cousin. She reached for her purse and unlocked her screen before showing it to?Anabelle, "Spending time with my sis?" She showed her the picture of her and Allison that she uploaded on the inte.


    "Where else would you spend time with her if not at home?"


    "Ahh, right," It finally made sense, Anabelle was embarrassed. Of course, Isabelle was still a smart ass.


    "By the way, why did you call me?" It finally crossed her mind. Moreover, why would Isabe call her into a department store of all ces?


    "Have a seat," Isabe tapped the space beside her on the couch, "It''s time for you to be useful to me,"


    Anabelle halted in her step upon hearing herment, "You only called me because you needed me? Aren''t we cousins supposed to see each other without an interior motive?" Anabelle said, sounding hurt yet somewhat happy inside - Isabelle needed her. Most times, it was her - Anabelle - that needed her.


    Isabe turned to her, crossing her leg over the other, "Why? What were you expecting? That we''d go on a date? What are you? Ten?"


    Anabelle''s eyes teared up but she didn''t want to cry. No, she didn''t want to cry. But, the tears wanted to be free.


    "You''re still cold-blooded!" She cried out.


    Thinking about it, Isabe never changed. She was still the same except that her hair grew longer, her gaze sharper yet piercing. While Anabelle was cute and calm, Isabelle was regal and lethal.


    "Good to know that I''m still the same, now, would you have a seat," Isabemanded, waving herints away like some kid''s tantrums.


    She added, "And please, don''t shed a tear because I swear to God, if you let a single tear...." Isabe was still saying when her cousin''s eyes filled with tears.


    Wonderful.


    She pressed the bridge between her nose, "I need to apud Julie for putting up with you all these years," Because she couldn''t. Isabe hated tears, it irritated her.


    Ny-nine percent of most tears were maniptions, carried out by children towards their parents when they wanted something; done by couples when they wanted a favor from their partner; used to plunge the heart with guilt. Aside from that, crying made one weak. She loathed it.


    "Stop crying. Most of the employees here are your fans, what would they say when they see you like this? They would think I bullied you," Isabe didn''t need such an unnecessary scandal.


    "But you did," Anabelle wanted to say but swallowed the words. Isabe didn''t exactly bully her, she just hurt her feelings.


    "Here," Isabe handed a handkerchief to her, "Dry your face before someone takes a picture and tag you a crybaby,"


    Anabelle did just that. How could she cry in a department store even though this was a VIP room? She sat down on the couch, putting some space between herself and Isabe. Just because she stopped crying doesn''t mean she''s good with her. This time, only an apology from Isabe would appease her and her cousin would do that - hopefully.


    "I picked out some clothes for the rehearsal dinner, meeting with Pedro''s family, and other little events. But I don''t trust I can make the right clothing decision, which is why you are here to do that," Isabe said to her.


    Anabelle couldn''t believe what she just heard," You brought me over to choose clothes for you? "


    "Why? You don''t like it?"


    "What''s your PA doing? What about your designer? You have a lot of people to do that, why choose me?"


    "Because I don''t want to waste my hard-earned money on them? So tell me, are you doing it or not?"


    "That doesn''t make sense at all, you have never been tight-fisted with money...." It finally dawned on Anabelle, this was Isabe''s idea of a date - meet up and benefit from her services as well. Come to think of it, Isabe had never been liberal with her feelings - except when ites to Pedro.


    At once, Anabelle''s lips curled in a smile.


    Isabe shuddered, "Why are you looking at me that way?" she was ufortable with her stare.


    Filled with happiness, Anabelle without thinking, threw herself on Isabe when the unexpected happened.


    Just as her head was about to hit Isabe''s stomach, her cousin pushed her away with so much strength shended on the bare ground.


    On the ground, Anabelle looked up with shock filled gaze, how could Isabe do that to her? Although still hurt, She was about to speak up when she noticed something else - the way Isabe held her stomach protectively.


    Her gaze lingered on Isabe''s stomach and when she finally looked up, their gaze locked and she grasped the truth in there.


    "You are pregnant?!" She almost died from shock.


    "You are so dumb! Why can''t you control yourself?!" Isabe scolded her for her earlier action.


    "I''m so sorry," Anabelle found herself apologizing before she knew it, "I didn''t know you were pregnant,"


    Isabe ignored her, fishing out a lollipop from her purse instead. She tore the sachet and began to lick the red lollipop. These days, her taste bud was messed up.


    Still shocked, Anabelle sat down without taking her eyes off Isabe. What the hell was happening? Isabe of all people was pregnant? It felt surreal.


    She inched closer, "What happened? Didn''t you say you would never?have children?"


    Isabe had been so insistent on this sensitive matter that she and Cecil got into a fight once. What mother wouldn''t want a grandchild? But then, Isabe was resilient, hence everyone gave up when they couldn''t change her mind.


    But then, the miracle they hoped for has happened. Anabelle knew there would be a massive celebration once they heard this news.


    "I think it''s two months ago," Isabe went into details, "I knew something was special about that night. Pedro and I did it everywhere - on the sofa, table, kitchen counter -"


    "Isabe!" Anabelle went red in the face, this was not the answer she wanted.


    However, the crazy Isabe went on, "Then he pushed me up against the wall and went in.." she paused for dramatic effect, "That was when the condom broke"


    Anabelle choked on her saliva. How could her cousin be this shameless? Who in the world narrates their sexual scene to their cousin. Gosh, her face was burning. But then, Pedro was quite energetic. Hehe.


    "By the way," Anabelle asked, "Does Pedro know?"


    "No,"